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Yes. About both of them. The royal Dimas. If one of them had reached out and pulled a silk tassel for the coachman to drive on, I wouldn’t have been all that surprised.’ He dwelled on this idea, then approved it with a nod. ‘On an island, big people seem bigger. And the Dimas were – well, big people. Still are.’
Yvonne has yet another photograph for them to consider, this time a police mugshot in black and white: full face and side view, two black eyes, one black eye. And the smashed and swollen mouth of somebody who has just made a voluntary statement. At the sight of it, Gail wrinkles her nose in disapproval. She glances at Perry and they agree: nobody we know.
But Scottish Yvonne is not disheartened:
‘So if I put a bit of curly wig on him, imagine for a moment, and if I cleaned his face up a wee bit for him, do the two of you not think this might just possibly be your fitness freak released from an Italian gaol last December at all?’
They think it might well be. Drawing closer to each other, they are sure.
*
Early notice of the invitation was delivered by the venerable Ambrose in the Captain’s Deck restaurant the same evening, while he was pouring wine for Perry to sample. Perry the puritan son doesn’t do voices. Gail the actors’ daughter does them all. She awards herself the part of the venerable Ambrose:
‘“And tomorrow night I’m going to have to forgo the pleasure of serving you young folks. You know why? Because you young folks will be the honoured surprise guests of Mr Dima and his lady wife on the occasion of the fourteenth birthday of their twin sons who, so I hear say, you have personally introduced to the noble art of cricket. And my Elspeth, she has made the biggest, finest walnut-whirl cake you ever saw. Any bigger, why, Miss Gail, by all accounts those kids would have you jump right out of it, they love you so deep.”’
For his final flourish, Ambrose handed them an envelope inscribed: To Mr Perry and Miss Gail . Inside, were two of Dima’s business cards, white and deckle-edged like wedding invitations, giving his full name: Dmitri Vladimirovich Krasnov, European Director, The Arena Multi Global Trading Conglomerate of Nicosia, Cyprus . And beneath it, the address of his company’s website, and an address in Berne styled Residence and Company Offices .
4
If it occurred to either of them to decline Dima’s invitation, they never admitted it to one another, said Gail:
‘We were in it for the children. Two hulking teenaged twin boys were having a birthday: great. That was how the invitation was sold to us, and it’s how we bought into it. But for me it was about the two girls’ – again privately congratulating herself on not mentioning Natasha – ‘whereas for Perry’ – she shot a doubtful glance at him.
‘For Perry what ?’ Luke asked, when Perry did not respond.
She was already pulling back, protecting her man. ‘He was just so fascinated by it all. Weren’t you, Perry? Dima, who he was, the life-force, the formed man. This outlaw band of Russians. The danger. The sheer differentness . You were – well – connecting . Is that unfair?’
‘Sounds a bit like psycho-babble to me,’ Perry said gruffly, retreating into himself.
Little Luke, ever the conciliator, darted in to intervene. ‘So basically, mixed motives on both your sides,’ he suggested, in the manner of a man familiar with mixed motives. ‘Nothing wrong with that, surely? It’s a pretty mixed scene. Vanya’s gun. Tales of Russian cash in laundry baskets. Two small orphan girls desperately in need of you – maybe the adults too, for all you knew. And it was the twin boys’ birthday. I mean, how, as two decent people, could you resist?’
‘On an island,’ Gail reminded him.
‘Exactly. And on top of it all, dare one say, you were jolly curious. And why shouldn’t you be? I mean, that’s a pretty heady mix. I’m sure I’d have fallen for it.’
Gail was sure he would too. She
Yvonne has yet another photograph for them to consider, this time a police mugshot in black and white: full face and side view, two black eyes, one black eye. And the smashed and swollen mouth of somebody who has just made a voluntary statement. At the sight of it, Gail wrinkles her nose in disapproval. She glances at Perry and they agree: nobody we know.
But Scottish Yvonne is not disheartened:
‘So if I put a bit of curly wig on him, imagine for a moment, and if I cleaned his face up a wee bit for him, do the two of you not think this might just possibly be your fitness freak released from an Italian gaol last December at all?’
They think it might well be. Drawing closer to each other, they are sure.
*
Early notice of the invitation was delivered by the venerable Ambrose in the Captain’s Deck restaurant the same evening, while he was pouring wine for Perry to sample. Perry the puritan son doesn’t do voices. Gail the actors’ daughter does them all. She awards herself the part of the venerable Ambrose:
‘“And tomorrow night I’m going to have to forgo the pleasure of serving you young folks. You know why? Because you young folks will be the honoured surprise guests of Mr Dima and his lady wife on the occasion of the fourteenth birthday of their twin sons who, so I hear say, you have personally introduced to the noble art of cricket. And my Elspeth, she has made the biggest, finest walnut-whirl cake you ever saw. Any bigger, why, Miss Gail, by all accounts those kids would have you jump right out of it, they love you so deep.”’
For his final flourish, Ambrose handed them an envelope inscribed: To Mr Perry and Miss Gail . Inside, were two of Dima’s business cards, white and deckle-edged like wedding invitations, giving his full name: Dmitri Vladimirovich Krasnov, European Director, The Arena Multi Global Trading Conglomerate of Nicosia, Cyprus . And beneath it, the address of his company’s website, and an address in Berne styled Residence and Company Offices .
4
If it occurred to either of them to decline Dima’s invitation, they never admitted it to one another, said Gail:
‘We were in it for the children. Two hulking teenaged twin boys were having a birthday: great. That was how the invitation was sold to us, and it’s how we bought into it. But for me it was about the two girls’ – again privately congratulating herself on not mentioning Natasha – ‘whereas for Perry’ – she shot a doubtful glance at him.
‘For Perry what ?’ Luke asked, when Perry did not respond.
She was already pulling back, protecting her man. ‘He was just so fascinated by it all. Weren’t you, Perry? Dima, who he was, the life-force, the formed man. This outlaw band of Russians. The danger. The sheer differentness . You were – well – connecting . Is that unfair?’
‘Sounds a bit like psycho-babble to me,’ Perry said gruffly, retreating into himself.
Little Luke, ever the conciliator, darted in to intervene. ‘So basically, mixed motives on both your sides,’ he suggested, in the manner of a man familiar with mixed motives. ‘Nothing wrong with that, surely? It’s a pretty mixed scene. Vanya’s gun. Tales of Russian cash in laundry baskets. Two small orphan girls desperately in need of you – maybe the adults too, for all you knew. And it was the twin boys’ birthday. I mean, how, as two decent people, could you resist?’
‘On an island,’ Gail reminded him.
‘Exactly. And on top of it all, dare one say, you were jolly curious. And why shouldn’t you be? I mean, that’s a pretty heady mix. I’m sure I’d have fallen for it.’
Gail was sure he would too. She
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